Ren Tingting's Strange Condition, Body of Yin Energy?

Faced with such an enthusiastic invitation from a beauty, Qiusheng and Wencai looked at Fei Luo with overwhelming envy.

"Junior Brother, hurry up and go. Miss Ren is Master Ren's daughter. You must seize this opportunity!" Qiusheng immediately said.

"That's right, Junior Brother. Opportunity knocks but once. You can't refuse Miss Ren's kindness," Wencai echoed.

However, Fei Luo's next words left the two of them dumbfounded.

"Miss Ren, I'm sorry, but I still need to study the Dao. I don't have time today. How about another day?" Fei Luo said with a refined smile.

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"???"

Qiusheng and Wencai were completely bewildered. Even Uncle Nine, who had been sitting blankly in the main hall, paused when he heard this. His eyes lit up as he looked toward Fei Luo outside the window.

Qiusheng and Wencai simply could not believe that Fei Luo had rejected her so directly.

Faced with such a delicate, gorgeous beauty, what man would refuse?

Could Fei Luo be a straight-laced fool?

Could it be that he did not like women?

At that thought, Qiusheng and Wencai exchanged a glance and suddenly felt a certain part of themselves tighten.

Uncle Nine, meanwhile, inwardly exclaimed in admiration.

Unmoved even with beauty before him—wasn't this the mark of a Daoist genius?

How steadfast must such a person's Dao heart be?

A person like this would certainly never stray onto the wrong path in the future.

"Junior Brother, what nonsense are you talking about?" Qiusheng stepped forward and patted Fei Luo on the shoulder. "You can study the Dao anytime. How can you refuse when a beauty invites you out?"

Qiusheng was practically dying of envy. The Dao? Was the Dao more fun than beautiful women?

He really was young and ignorant.

Qiusheng was already twenty-five, four years older than Fei Luo. He understood plenty of things.

"That's right, Fei Luo," Wencai said. "Look at Miss Ren. A young unmarried lady personally invited you, yet you're giving her no face at all. How awful would that sound if word got out?"

At this moment, Ren Tingting's heart was filled with grievance as well.

She had never taken the initiative to invite a man like this before, so how could he reject me outright?

Could it be that I'm not pretty enough?

No, Ren Tingting did not think she lacked beauty. Rather, Fei Luo might genuinely not like her.

So many young masters had pursued her, yet not one had caught her eye.

But the moment she saw Fei Luo, she had been drawn to him. Yet Fei Luo...

Thinking that Fei Luo might not have even the slightest favorable impression of her, Ren Tingting immediately felt an immense sense of loss.

"No! I have so many good qualities. He must be one of those extraordinary men who don't judge by appearances and only care about what's inside. I have to move him!" A flash of insight struck Ren Tingting, and she suddenly realized something.

Fei Luo was different from every man she had met. He had not put on that lecherous expression the moment he saw her.

This was the first time she had ever encountered such a man.

She knew perfectly well how devastating the figure she took pride in could be to men.

With that, Ren Tingting made up her mind and became even more certain of her feelings.

"Fei Luo, if you won't agree to go strolling with me or come to my house, then I'll stay here and refuse to leave. Wherever you go, I'll follow. Let's see what you do about that!" As she spoke, Ren Tingting clicked forward in her high heels, her slender legs carrying her right up before Fei Luo. She stared directly at him.

The faint fragrance of her perfume rushed into Fei Luo's nose.

Seeing Ren Tingting throw herself at him again, Qiusheng and Wencai slapped their foreheads and silently cried that there was no justice in the world.

"Miss Tingting, let go of Junior Brother. Come at us instead."

Hearing Qiusheng and Wencai, Ren Tingting turned and coldly said, "Go away. This has nothing to do with you two. You're just third wheels."

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Qiusheng and Wencai looked at each other, shrugged helplessly, and quietly left.

They thought that perhaps their Junior Brother had been unwilling to speak because the two of them were present.

Before this, they both knew that Fei Luo had barely interacted with girls.

Watching them leave, Fei Luo felt helpless. It was not that he was immune to feminine charms; it was simply that, as a transmigrator, he was at a loss for what to do.

To be honest, Ren Tingting's devilish figure was still quite lethal to him. He just felt that things were moving a little too fast.

"Xiao Luo, just keep Miss Ren company. You're already grown up; there's nothing wrong with it." At that moment, Uncle Nine came out with a smile.

"You can cultivate the Dao anytime. You should also understand the principle of balancing work and rest."

Hearing this, Fei Luo knew he had no choice but to accompany this Miss Ren for the day. "Yes, Master."

If he still refused, and this Miss Ren followed him around like a tail, then when he went home later, wouldn't she follow him home too?

The neighbors all had sharp eyes. If a young maiden followed him home, he would never be able to explain himself.

Um...

His master's orders could not be disobeyed, so he would just have to put himself out a little.

Thus, Fei Luo spent the entire afternoon sightseeing with a beauty, leaving Qiusheng and Wencai consumed with envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Fei Luo accompanied Ren Tingting into the town, and the two chatted idly about this and that.

As a transmigrator from a later era, Fei Luo casually brought up things that made Ren Tingting's eyes sparkle.

She became even more convinced that Fei Luo was a cultivated, knowledgeable, and gentlemanly man.

Before long, the two arrived at the Ren Family Villa.

During the Republican era, anyone who could afford to live in a villa was no ordinary person.

After entering the villa, Fei Luo noticed a faint trace of yin energy lingering in the house and could not help but be startled.

Heavenly Venerable Dharma Eye!

At a glance, Fei Luo's brows furrowed deeply.

In his vision, Ren Tingting, who had returned home, now carried a trace of yin energy. It was not the aura of an ordinary mortal, but more like the aura possessed by ghosts and monsters.

Strange. Why does Ren Tingting have a trace of yin energy on her? After taking a look, Fei Luo withdrew his Dharma Eye and pondered inwardly.

"Fei Luo, come, this is First Grade Da Hong Pao. My father specially brought it back from the south some time ago. Give it a try." Ren Tingting was extremely busy, serving tea and bringing out pastries as she fussed over Fei Luo like a devoted fangirl.

"Fei Luo, that Eiffel Tower in France you mentioned earlier... have you been to France?" Ren Tingting sat beside him, watching Fei Luo drink tea with curiosity.

The perfume she used was from France, but she had never been there herself.

In an era when television had yet to become widespread, how could Ren Tingting have witnessed France's romance?

"You could say that," Fei Luo replied with a smile, glancing at Ren Tingting.

"Wow, Fei Luo, you must have studied abroad, right?"

"You could say that."

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"Fei Luo, you even know about perfume brands?"

"I know a little."

Before he realized it, Fei Luo looked outside. The sky had already darkened, and the sun was sinking behind the mountains.

"Miss Ren, I've already had eighteen cups of tea. I really can't drink any more." Fei Luo stood up and stopped Ren Tingting from refilling his cup again. Smiling, he said, "Besides, it's getting late. I should be going home."